Page 29 of Jana's Fierce Biker

“How did it happen so quickly?”

“We’ve got close to forty men here.”

“Forty?” Hell. That would overwhelm her if she had to be in a room with so many bikers.

“Yes. When you have that many men, packing a house up takes minutes instead of hours.”

The fact that she never had to return to that house was a relief. She dreaded being so close to where she lost her cat and was hurt worse than at any other time in her life.

Gunner pulled down a long dress. “Wear this. It’s loose enough so it’ll be comfortable for you.”

“Okay. I have to use the bathroom.”

“Babe, you can do whatever you want if it’s okay with me, of course.” He grinned.

She almost rolled her eyes but instead turned and walked into the bathroom. Everything looked so clean and big enough for it to be comfortable for a man Gunner’s size. Everything she’d ever thought about bikers was booze, drugs, and dirty. These guys weren’t that way, and it confused her, but it also made her curious.

Seeing her things on the counter jolted her out of the fog. She removed the shirt and draped it over the towel rack before pulling on the dress. After brushing her teeth and hair, she looked at herself critically. The swelling was gone, but the bruises had darkened a bit, making her look odd.

“Babe, I want you to meet the old ladies.”

“I’m coming.”

He stood by the door.

“I need to get panties…”

Gunner shook his head. “No. I don’t like them.”

Her mouth dropped open. “You don’t like panties? Why?”

“Because I like knowing you’re bare, and I can get to you easier.”

“What does that mean?” He confused her.

“Let’s talk later.” He held out his hand.

She dropped the subject and took it, letting him lead her down the stairs and into the kitchen. There were men standing around either getting food or talking, so it was hard to see the women.

“Ladies, I want you to meet Jana,” Gunner said. “I know you’ll help her adapt to us.”

Gunner led her around the group to see several women hustling in the kitchen, but they looked incredibly happy.

“Hi, my name is Kristina. I’m Striker’s woman.”

Gunner chuckled. “You still don’t like to be calledold lady?”

Jana grinned when the sweet-looking woman narrowed her eyes.

“Because I’m not old,” Kristina practically yelled.

Several of the men laughed.

Jana’s mouth snapped shut when the scary guy from before walked behind Kristina and wrapped his arms around her waist. He nuzzled his mouth against the side of her head and whispered, making the woman blush.

Jana couldn’t believe how gentle he was, and he looked different. More human with the woman. She wanted to ask how they met and how she could deal with such a brutal man.

There were many interesting guys, but she’d never have the courage to ask them questions.

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